Chapter 430 Proposal for blood transfusion

That night, Xia Qianqian slept so deeply and comfortably.

There are too many people in Mo Mansion who cannot sleep.

In the wing room on the second floor, the handsome young man on the bed had all the black hair removed from his head, and a white dressing wrapped his entire head, revealing only his pale face.

He was sleeping, with a peaceful face, long eyelashes drooping under his eyes, and deep bruises hanging under his eyes, announcing the nights he had spent and the hardships he had endured.

Hebei has always been by his side, never leaving.

At the door, Geng Zhong also kept guarding with his sword, not daring to relax even a little bit.

During this period, Lei Jie came to visit, but Geng Zhong stopped him outside the door, saying, "Young master is resting and cannot be disturbed by others. Mr. Lei has also been tired for a day, so he should rest early."

Lei Jie felt dissatisfied and suggested, "I'll go in and take the young master's pulse."

"Thank you Mr. Lei!" Geng Zhong blocked the door and said stubbornly: "Liu Lao just went in and checked his pulse. Everything is normal."

Lei Jie was a little unwilling and lingered at the door for a while, unable to get in. He had no choice but to go back first.

During the long night, everyone in the Mo Mansion was heavily guarded, and everyone's thoughts were on the person lying on the couch.

While everyone was amazed by Xia Qianqian's medical skills, they were also worried.

Miss Xia has always been confident in her work, but she also left a message before leaving. If anything happens to the young master, she must inform him in time, no matter when.

Whether the operation is successful or not cannot be determined until the young master wakes up.

Will the young master be able to wake up? Tonight is the most difficult and dangerous night.

Therefore, the hearts of everyone in Mo Mansion are all tied together.

This night is so long.

White fish belly appeared on the horizon, birds were chirping on the treetops in the yard, and someone’s big rooster crowed several times.

It's finally dawn.

Hebei didn't know when he was lying on the bedside and fell asleep. When he suddenly woke up from his dream, he was so frightened that he quickly looked at the person on the bed. By some mistake, he reached out under his nose.

The warm breath touched his fingertips, and Hebei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old General He!" Geng Zhong stepped forward at the door and suggested: "It's dawn, please rest for a while and eat something."

You know your own body.

Hebei held on to the pillar beside the bed and stood up carefully, "Then, I'll ask Geng to protect you here."

"General, you're welcome!"

Hebei's legs became stiff and he dragged his legs towards the door.

As soon as the door of the wing opened, a burly figure stood outside the door.

Hearing the noise, he turned around.

Their eyes met, and the visitor raised his hands in salute and bowed deeply, "General, I am late, please forgive me, General."

He Bei raised a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, "Fan Shan has just been defeated and is busy with many affairs. You are sincere enough to come to see him. How can I punish you?"

"General!" Cao Ran wanted to say something else, but Hebei waved his hand to stop his explanation, "Mrs. Hou and I have already explained clearly the grudges between the He Mansion and the Xiahou Mansion, and settled all the previous suspicions."

"Fei'er has been with you since I was a child. You guys practice martial arts with me. He is sick. If you have time, please stay with him."

"I obey my orders!"

Cao Ran was grateful and saluted again.

After a tiring day and night, Hebei was really tired.

He waved his hand, and with the support of the green-clothed guard, he turned around and went to the next room to rest.

Cao Ran turned around and entered the house, came to the bed, and looked at the person on the bed quietly.

After breakfast, Xia Qianqian appeared at Mo Mansion as scheduled.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw her.

"How did you sleep last night?" Ji Zimo asked her.

"Very good!" Xia Qianqian stretched and walked over. She glanced at Ji Zimo and couldn't help but sigh, "What's wrong with you? Why are you bruised now and why didn't you sleep well?"

She did such an earth-shattering thing, and he was so preoccupied that he naturally didn't sleep well.

Ji Zimo touched his eyes with his hand and said to himself: "Is it that obvious?"

"For ordinary people, I might not care." She spoke straightforwardly, "But you are different."

This sentence proves how much she cares about him!

Ji Zimo is very helpful, "Is there any medicine that can cure it?"

"It's a medicine that's three parts poisonous. Just worry less and get more sleep, and you'll be fine." She said in a brisk tone, "I'll go check on the young master."

At the door of the second floor, Hebei had just rested for a while when he heard the movement downstairs and got up from the couch again.

"Old General He!" Xia Qianqian was about to salute, but He Bei quickly reached out to stop him, "Look at Fei'er first."

"Okay!"

There is no need for the two of them to be polite.

Xia Qianqian went straight to the bed, checked her complexion, opened her eyelids and took a look at the color of the nail bed, then reached out to take a pulse and made a detailed diagnosis.

She remained silent, and the group of people's hearts were in their throats, and they were too frightened to say anything.

Finally, she withdrew her hand, and Hebei beside her asked eagerly, "How?"

"The condition is stable, but..." she paused, "He is physically weak, and he suffered some blood loss after a major surgery. At present, he needs to increase nutrition and appropriate blood transfusions."

With a calm look on her face, she warned: "General He, I need to prepare."

"What are you going to do?" Lei Jie, who was following behind, once again asked a soul-like question, "He has been sleeping and unable to eat."

"No need to eat, I need to give him a blood transfusion!"

"Blood transfusion? How to transfuse?"

Lei Jie frowned and asked: "The blood exchange technique has always hurt people."

"Not to mention whether the young master can withstand the blood of others, just the act of exchanging one's life for one's life also shows the benevolence of a man who has lost his medical treatment! After all, everyone's life is life!"

He spoke righteously.

Although Lei Jie in front of her has a stubborn mind and always tries to be more serious with her, her words are not wrong.

"Doctor Lei, blood transfusion is not as complicated as you think." Xia Qianqian explained: "It won't cost anyone's life."

"How is that possible?"

Lei Jie looked confused and argued with reason: "There are records about blood transfusion in ancient books. It requires one person to bleed and transfuse blood for the other person. If you are not careful, both of them may die."

"Wait!" Xia Qianqian didn't have time to explain to him, and her eyes fell on Cao Ran aside, "Do you think Master Cao is okay?"

"You ask Mr. Cao, are the soldiers who once gave him blood transfusions still here?"

"You once..." Lei Jie looked back at Mr. Cao, eyes wide open...

"Yes!" Xia Qianqian admitted: "When Mr. Cao was assassinated, he lost too much blood. I used the blood of ten people to revive him. And those ten people are still alive and kicking without any harm to the body."

"This...how is this possible?" Lei Jie looked at Cao Ran in disbelief.

Cao Ran took a step forward and testified to Hebei: "What she said is true. If she hadn't taken action, I would have died. And the ten soldiers, after taking the blood, felt no physical discomfort. After a month of training, The body is back to its original state."

"So, Miss Xia is my savior, and those ten soldiers are also my brothers, Cao Ran, who have been through life and death in this life."
Chapter completed!